What's going on? Where did Lian Changqing's old man go? Huang Xuan rushed over, except for the big trees and the mist, he didn't see what Lian Changqing said about the fairyland of the world, let alone any attic.

I didn't feel the existence of any formation here, could it be that the old guy really saw a mirage? It's not right, he saw it, why can't I see it? Why did they all disappear together? Huang Xuan pondered, wondering if it was someone from the Wu Clan, what means were used, and saw that Lian Changqing was arrested.

Continuing to face forward, Huang Xuan held the jade flute in his hand, vigilant. Lian Changqing's disappearance made him suddenly feel that the Wu Clan was not so simple, it was full of weirdness everywhere, and the feeling of not being controlled by himself was very unpleasant.

Young master, young master, come here, come here, it's so beautiful here! Huang Xuan had just taken two steps when he heard Lian Changqing's voice coming from in front of him.

Old man, old man, where are you! Huang Xuan was puzzled. Here, the sense here can't be extended at all, and it's even hazy in front of you, and you can't see anything. I only heard Lian Changqing's voice, but I didn't see him. And, listening to Lian Changqing's voice, he seemed to be very excited, as if he had really found some kind of fairyland on earth.

Oh no, we're already in the formation! Although he couldn't feel the existence of the formation, a sign of danger appeared in Huang Xuan's heart. Huang Xuan's cultivation was the power of the stars, and this power existed in every corner between heaven and earth. In other words, although Huang Xuan's sensing power could not be extended, he could still vaguely feel something.

Lian Changqing's voice just now, Huang Xuan

But he didn't even know the direction, as if he appeared out of thin air. Based on this alone, Huang Xuan could be sure that Lian Changqing must have fallen into some kind of formation.

Heaven and earth, yin and yang, open! Huang Xuan pinched the law with both hands and used the Qimen Dunjia. His hands lit up with a silvery-white light, and a huge Yin and Yang Taiji diagram was formed in front of him. Then, with both hands pushing forward, the Tai Chi pattern kept spinning, beginning to absorb the surrounding fog.

Hum! A small formation, dare to show it! Huang Xuan snorted coldly, originally he didn't want to break the formation. As long as you find the Wu Clan, why wreak havoc here.

However, the Wu Clan's formation angered Huang Xuan and swept Changqing into it. If Lian Changqing really had anything to do, Huang Xuan would not hesitate to be an enemy of the Wu Clan, even if he demolished the Wu Clan.

What? Qimen Dunjia? The Taijitu advanced, and the fog on both sides formed white whirlpools, rushing towards the Taijitu one after another. The Taiji Diagram was formed by Huang Xuan according to the principle of yin and yang, using the power of the stars and the power of the demonic spirit, and when the mist was absorbed, it was transformed into these two forces, continuing to maintain the balance of the Taiji Diagram.

In the haze, Huang Xuan heard a sound of surprise. The voice was a little old, a little unbelievable.

Remove the mist array, otherwise, don't blame me for dismantling this formation! Huang Xuan shouted.

It seems that they will not be obedient if they do not resort to some means! Huang Xuan nodded and clapped his hands with satisfaction. If the Taiji Diagram absorbs the fog here, I'm afraid this formation won't exist.

Master, be merciful! The fog suddenly lifted, and a black figure appeared

, fell in front of Huang Xuan. The old man squinted, his beard hung down to his chest, and he held a very strange dead branch in his hand. On the withered branches, there was a very strange aura, very similar to the Nether Fist Technique that Huang Xuan had cultivated back then.

Are you a member of the Witch Clan? Let my friend go! Huang Xuan was not polite, and directly asked for someone.

Who are you? Why won't it be affected by my mirage, and still be so esoteric Qimen Dunjia? The old man opened his eyes and looked at Huang Xuan, his face full of surprise.

It doesn't matter who I am, I'm here to borrow something from the Wu Clan, and I don't have any malice! Huang Xuan has a request for the Wu clan this time, if it is not necessary, there is no need to make an unpleasant scene.

How did you find out about the Wicans? If I don't tell you who you are, I won't let you step into the Valley of the Wu Clan! Huang Xuan's arrogance made the old man uncomfortable for a while. Although Huang Xuan is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, this is the Wu clan, and the old man does not show weakness.

Wind and rain building! My apprentice is practicing the "Nether Fist Method", and you must also know that this set of fist techniques, without that thing, it is impossible to practice to perfection! After a while, Huang Xuan sighed and still said his purpose.

What? You want...... Your apprentice? Is it the Netherworld Fist Method? Hearing the words "Nether Fist Method", the old man was even more shocked. From his expression, it can be seen that this set of boxing techniques should be very important in the Wu Clan.

That's right! Huang Xuan didn't speak, waiting for the old man's answer. If the old man really obstructed it, Huang Xuan would have no choice but to break in, even if he grabbed it, he had to grab the green mangzhu.

Please! The old man hesitated,

However, seeing Huang Xuan's expression, he still let Huang Xuan in.

Walking on the gravel road, turning a hill, I saw Lian Changqing jumping around on a piece of grass, as if he wanted to catch something.

Senior, my friend...... Huang Xuan didn't make a move, but looked at the old man.

Oh? Hehe, people are useless when they are old, you see my heart. He's fine, he's just trapped in the mirage formation, and he's probably catching butterflies at this time! The old man smiled, and with a finger of the dead branch in his hand, a black light rushed out. Lian Changqing, shrouded in black light, the whole person was a spirit, and walked out of the environment.

The environment disappeared, everything in front of him disappeared, and Lian Changqing's face was full of doubts, and he was stunned in place. When he saw Huang Xuan, his face turned red, and he bowed his head embarrassedly.

Old man, just caught butterflies, how many did you catch? Seeing Lian Changqing like that, Huang Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

Hmph, just laugh at me! Lian Changqing snorted coldly, glanced at Huang Xuan, and then looked at the old man of the Wu Clan with that cold eye. The old man of the Wu clan avoided Lian Changqing's gaze, and only smiled slightly.

Along the way, Huang Xuan was teasing Lian Changqing, and after a while, he saw that there were some wooden houses in a big mountain in front of him. Linked to the Wu clan found in the secular world, Huang Xuan was able to determine that those houses halfway up the mountain were where the Wu clan was located.

Follow this path, you can find the patriarch, and I won't send you up!" It seems that the peace of the Wu clan has come to an end! The old man shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked back.

The mountain is right in front of you, but the road winds up

。 Huang Xuan and neither of them flew, but walked up step by step.

Young master, aren't we flying faster? Huang Xuan walked up, Lian Changqing's face full of surprise. Those wooden houses are on the opposite hill, and if Edgeworth flies, it can be reached in the blink of an eye, so why walk up there?

Hehe, you think I want to walk. This is the territory of the Wu Clan, do you want to catch butterflies again? Or rather, catch fish or something? Huang Xuan smiled. It's not that he doesn't want Edgeworth to fly, or that he doesn't respect the Witch Clan. It's just that there is a very mysterious power floating in the air here. Huang Xuan felt that these powers usually looked very ordinary, but just now, when he was about to make a move to relieve Lian Changqing's illusion, he just wanted to use his powers, and those forces immediately surrounded him, baring his teeth and claws.

Edgeworth's flight requires the use of strength, but Huang Xuan is easy to say, he can imitate the power of any attribute. However, refining evergreen is not good. I'm afraid that as soon as I use my strength, I will be attacked.

Lian Changqing kept asking questions, and Huang Xuan patiently answered, the two of them

There was talk and laughter, and I soon reached the halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountainside, there are some wooden houses, and the houses are separated from each other very shortly, almost together. As soon as Huang Xuan and the others walked up, an old man who was also holding a strange withered branch in his hand came out to greet them.

Outsiders are welcome! The old man smiled slightly, indicating that he greeted Huang Xuan and the others.

Excuse me! Huang Xuan bowed his hand and bent down, very respectful. The old man in front of him, the aura on his body was fluctuating, which could make Huang Xuan feel this way, that

A master for sure.

Please! The old man was also very respectful, but that somewhat mysterious smile made Huang Xuan a little unpredictable.

The old man who had just led the way was very shocked when he heard the words "Nether Fist Method", and he must have known that without the green mangzhu, he would not be able to achieve great success at all. Huang Xuan has already expressed his intention, isn't the green mangzhu the treasure of the Wu clan? Why didn't they stop it, and they also treated Huang Xuan and the others as guests? So friendly?

Although many doubts shook in Huang Xuan's heart, he still walked into the wooden house. Even if the real Wu clan had any other intentions, with Huang Xuan's means, even if he couldn't get the green mangzhu, it would be no problem to escape.

Come in, two of you, patriarch please! The old man pointed to one of the houses, all made of black wood.

Huang Xuan smiled slightly and nodded, expressing his gratitude. Pulling Lian Changqing and walking in.

As soon as he entered the black wooden house, Huang Xuan felt a powerful aura rushing towards him. The wooden house is not large, and in the center, a circular stone platform is placed. There were many candles lit around the stone platform, and the yellowish flames of the candles lit up the whole room.

On the stone platform, an old man with white hair sat cross-legged on it. Seeing Huang Xuan and the others walking in, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and two black essences shot out of his eyes.

Senior, excuse me! Huang Xuan nodded slightly, and didn't stop the two black essences, letting the two essences hit his body.

Stable! The old man's voice echoed through the room, and only two words were spoken!